Pleasantly Pleased...

Ah, it is, alas, the last day of my holidays, which has more often than not been dubbed as the "Homework chionging Day". Guilty of the very thing myself, I certainly do agree, for I was ferociously battling with those annoying chemical formulas and equations myself earlier this afternoon. It left me so irked, that I stormed out of the house in a flurry of bag, clothes and shoes and headed to my only source of comfort and solace: books.

After leaving Pasir Ris Library with the last book of Mary Balogh's Bedwyn Series, I headed straight to the EXPO for the Books Warehouse Sale, devouring the novel I'd just borrowed on my way there. After an hour, I cheerfully strolled out of the exhibition hall with 4 novels. Needless to say, I am awfully pleased (:

But it was of course, a little upsetting to discover that they do not have the books I'd wanted. And at this moment it would be Mary Balogh's sextet of books: the Bedwyn Series. Sigh, I earnestly hope for the occurance of another book sale sometime soon again.

I went back to my house yesterday, the first time in many many weeks. I'd missed my study, my books, my bookshelves, my piano. After some cleaning and dusting, I'd discover something that nearly left my mouth hanging open in astonishment: letters!! Hand-written letters from my friends! And more specifically, a whole bundle of them from Muffin! Those junk letters we'd written to each other when we were in Secondary 1. Hastily opening those envelopes with lots of pictures scrawled on them and stickers pasted everywhere, I re-read those letters again and laughed in merriment at all the things we'd talked about in Sec 1. It really was fairly amusing to read it now that we're much older. Ah, Muffin dear, I eagerly await your next letter. The postman had better not tarry (: